Today is Monday. Just great another day I have to go to school. Be made fun of because I'm "different". I mean I wouldn't say I'm pretty but I wouldn't also say I'm ugly either. I'm average. Brown hair. Brown eyes where colored contacts making my eyes blue. I wear sweaters a lot to hide the cuts and scars. Or I just wear a jacket. One time in class some girl even whispered in my eat "hey freak still trying to hide them?". Yea. My hair goes down to my waist. I like to wear mostly converse and vans. Either way I still am going to school. I would say I have two friends. Alyssa she always listens. And James he's been there for it all. He taught me strong doesn't mean you never cry. You keep everything to yourself and pretend to be okay. You can break. You can let someone know and you can mess up. All that matters is that no matter what life throws at you, you get back up and keep fighting. That's what being strong is.
I'm a junior now. My hardest year was last year in tenth grade. In seventh I stated cutting. In eighth I I became depressed. In ninth I started screwing around with boys because I thought it made you cool. Big mistake. I'm still known as the ninth grade slut. In tenth I did drugs went to party's and I drank to forget the pain. Then I started shutting myself out of this world. I didn't eat, talk, anything to anyone. My mom didn't even notice because she sat on the fucking couch drinking and smoking. When she did notice it was because my friend James and Alyssa told her. She was almost to late. They had to call the ambulance because I had pills in my hand and a knife as a backup. I thought my life couldn't get any worst. When I came back to school everyone didn't know how to act. But these group of girls came and picked on me constantly. Telling me I was worthless. Telling me I should've done it. And I believed them. Thank god Alyssa and James talked me out of it.
It's junior year now. I find it hard to trust people. I find it hard to tell anyone how I'm feeling. But I think things will get better. Hopefully.
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